One of my favorite memories is being 5 years old and visiting the Great Smoky Mountain National Park in the Winter.  My mother and I had just moved to Tennessee from Mississippi, which never gets snow and you can wear shorts in the Winter, so the cold weather was a shocker.  My Aunt had lived here for years, but we had only visited during the Spring and Summer because my older sister attended school.  Anyway, we drove through the Park and for the first time…there it was SNOW!  I stared dreamily and it was just as I had envisioned, beyond beautiful.  The snow had fallen perfectly on the banks along the river and the rocks were capped with snow while water rushed around them.  I was hooked!  I threw snowballs, made snow angels, ate snow, built a snowman (it was my first one so he was pretty dirty :>) and picked icicles – I had never been that cold, but I knew there was no better place to live than the Smoky Mountains!

What are some of your favorite Smoky Mountain Memories?